Encounter memories, emotions spread

All along, the emotional ups in the inner world continuously, but rarely to remember。Recalls the encounter, the harvest is often colorful mood and provoke thoughtful melancholy, because, in those years, those things, that person is still important。 Emotional world of constant cross love a thousand days, the talk turned into a glimpse of paper and ink, Mopa years in High School, I met her elegant, still remembered, still moving impulse in those years, those things romantic, beautiful man。 Wasted years, Time flies, suddenly more than two years has elapsed。Two years ago the high school entrance examination will not dominate all of life and learning and make me physically and mentally exhausted, but also because she was in, just let my high school years in that part of Mopa have one of the finest embellishment。 After that time quiet often pose as she always fell to the attention of the books on the desk a book devoted to the ideal of their own sweat, get used to her wise and deep eyes, so they determined to love her the eyes pupil of the eye; to manage reserved, introverted, she often turned a deaf ear to the outside world and then slowly fell in love with her this deep; there Wan Junjiang Southern woman like her is her elegant air of accomplishment in the external appearance is quite ancient house ritual poetry and literature lady Juanxiu; students are often bright red to ridicule and scandal of her, she added a little more subtle, shy beauty。Returning to her everything, always make me great joy, love moving to co-operate, the best choice unsuspecting love with her。 High school life is bitter, but the mood First love is beautiful, then, often hovering in the United States suffer from entanglement。In those years, it is clear that business is to learn how tired No matter how bad have to endure, to have worship services“Entrance is the last word”Secular point of view, the pressure is self-evident learning。But the inner world of a loving from time to time about my thoughts, dreams that often can not have love。No matter when, no matter what, to her heart is always open。Although she was born in parents, living in his own body has long been integrated into my life in blood, her long been everything I gently pour into the harbor, there is deep in my mind。Often tired to learn when to see her, there will be a refreshing, freshness and joy 久旱逢甘霖。 Fortunate to have had her classmate read together, competing against the entrance of that period of time, because all with a vision of life and the pursuit of love into the classroom every day, despite the mighty force of the battlefield smoke-like entrance, but because she went to study in, every day almost all with a spirit of vitality flourish, they feel the pain of the college entrance examination arduous struggle。 God of Time, always mercilessly hurt every person passionate。During that years filled with laughter, quietly pass you in Chunchi Jian, and others never, nor did it leave any traces。Pronto will have gone through life not some ignorant youth and dynamic period, live and learn in the end may be worthy of looking back, laden with struggle and hardship without complaint while intertwined with feelings of high school life。When look back at those years, it is over; the time to look back, those things become a story, it has long been gathering dust, do not want to disturb; when then look back, that person, and often made me weep…… Time does not water down the truth of wine, some days are gone, even if this meant the sea horizon, pear cold rain, had this declaration of love vows is still vowed to stick。 Every flower in full bloom in the inner world of the flower of love, what seems to be witnessed, often marching Red Dust, eventually finding themselves in the past, to miss high school that thing。Through memories, those years, those things, that she is still beautiful, it's beautiful…… Encounter memories, emotions spread……